We’ll start with an assumption: Life is an escape room – one of those games where you’re trapped in a room, and have to find and synthesize strange clues to escape (you may know it best as one of the many online game variants). This is not a new assumption. Many religions conditionally promise some version of heavenly escape after death. If you do the right things… More Let’s Play a Game: Life as an Escape Room
A note from the editor: I’ve been trying to write this stupid fucking blog post for like a week now, and it’s just fucking shit. The point of it is I like philosophy and I want you to like it too. I want everyone to like it and do it because I think that would… More Do Philosophy, Don’t Study It
I’ve stayed away from this. I’ve avoided throwing my two cents onto the race/police brutality table. As I’ve stated before, and expanded on here, my general disposition toward society is something like detachment. It’s halfway between not caring at all and being bewilderingly astonished. Between this and not knowing if any words could have an impact, I’ve stayed… More The One Where I Talk About Race, Among Other Things
Three days ago I returned from a three-week backpacking trip in Europe. It was a nice trip. A lot of things happened to my mind and with my perception of myself in the world as a result of witnessing other approaches to being alive every day. These realizations and new intuitions are from so many… More Travel Tips (No, not really)
Life is pretty nuts. If you just consider what’s happening, what’s going on here… this shit is WILD. I think that’s what most excites and frustrates me about being alive – the possibilities are endless and yet we engage in systemized dogshit whirlpools of offensive stupidity. Like, it’s offensive how stupid we are. But we’re also awesome. Take… More A Blog About Why I Don’t “Get It.” Alternate Title: Wow. Tertiary Title: Brains of Steel
It’s funny. I wrote this whole thing about letting myself be authentic and how that enables me to be drawn to my purpose. If I’m real enough with myself, I don’t need to find my calling, it just happens. I do it. So I wrote that and then, for all of the two weeks since then, I’ve… More My Monthly Mid-life Crisis
Be yourself, right? That’s what people say. I like this one because it’s so damn cliche it’s hard to access on a personal level. When people say “Be yourself!” my reaction tends to be like, “Yea, thanks. Not possible to be anything else. Beat it, hippie.” But once you feel what it means to be… More Finding Authenticity: A Guide to Dopeness
AHHHHHHHHH!!!!!! Haha, so what’s the point? I mean, I really wonder a lot about that. Not like, “What’s the point of going on anymore?” I’m past that. It’s more like, “What’s the point of getting so worked up about stuff and things?” Caring is one thing. Being a freakazoid spaz-face is another. Facebook is fucking… More Blitzkrieg Blabber Post
I wanted to post an addendum to my previous post about the American Dream, but I’m not going to. It got wordy and boring. I was running in circles trying to patch up holes that either can’t be patched, or that don’t need to be. I can’t think of every thing that needs to be said, nor… More This Post Will Make You SO Happy (Money Back Guarantee)
This ought to be good. When you write for the sake of writing, it usually turns out really well. It never ends up being a bunch of contrived, faux-philosophical, arrogant bullshit. Nope. Never. Haha Man, I’m stupid. Last night at dinner, I read the words “Add Cheddar, American, Swiss” as “Lettuce, Tomato, Swiss.” (It was… More Post for Posterity
This ought to be good. When you write for the sake of writing, it usually turns out really well. It never ends up being a bunch of contrived, faux-philosophical, arrogant bullshit. Nope. Never. Haha Man, I’m stupid. Last night at dinner, I read the words “Add Cheddar, American, Swiss” as “Lettuce, Tomato, Swiss.” (It was… More Post for Posterity